There is no night in the city of Angels, and it is always in the daytime, like a city floating in the sea of ​​white clouds, like the legendary heavenly realm.

More than ten hours later, countless male angel soldiers holding war halberds to maintain order appeared on the streets of Angel City.

These angel soldiers wore red cockscomb ancient Roman gladiator helmets and wore a pair of bright silver chain mail with two thousand composite shoulder armors. The lower body was much simpler, with only a few pieces of skirt armor and a pair of metal leggings.

These male angel soldiers held up their battle halberds in their hands, walked to the middle of the road in neat steps without looking squinted, and then began to disperse the residents of the Angel City on the road.

Most of the female angels in the City of Angels wear white long skirts that look like evening gowns, without any patterns or accessories.

But if the long skirt is decorated with metallic floral ornaments of various colors, it means that the female angel has an extraordinary identity and is the descendant of the noble among the angels.

Most of the angels standing on both sides of the street were male angels wearing armor with their heads raised and their chests raised. They also snuggled up to two weak female angels of varying degrees.

Only a few female angels standing alone at both ends of the street, wearing silver, gold or platinum metallic floral ornaments on their long skirts.

Binghua is one of them. She hangs her long dark hair on her forehead to cover most of her face, and hides her face that is different from an ordinary angel.

As the angels discussed with each other, time passed slowly. Angel soldiers standing on both sides of the road facing ordinary angels suddenly looked stunned, then turned around and stepped on the ground together, and a neat sound of stepping on the ground, and then all faced the end of the road.

Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step!

The neat and powerful footsteps appeared from the end of the road hundreds of meters wide, and the owner of the sound rushed to Binghua's heart before he could feel a heavy feeling of depression.

Because Binghua was not old and a little short, he couldn't see the situation on the road clearly, so he squeezed it out like before.

Some angel ladies were obviously kind to Binghua, who was not tall, and some even took the initiative to give up their positions.

Binghua whispered thank you, but when she passed by a silver-haired angel, the metal floral decoration on the white long skirt immediately hanged the hem of the silver-haired angel.

Fortunately, the long skirts worn by the angels were not made of ordinary materials, otherwise the silver-haired angel would have to be hung with a hole in the hem of the skirt.

"Excuse me."

Binghua quickly apologized, and the silver-haired angel with a leap-separated head did not hold her back. She just nodded slightly indifferently, and continued to look at the end of the road with her blue eyes.

Binghua didn't take it seriously either. She didn't do it on purpose, but the silver-haired female angel was very beautiful.

The numerous bright silver metallic floral decorations on one side of her body also represent the noble status of this silver-haired angel with a side parted head.

The sound of footsteps broke Binghua's thoughts, and she turned her eyes to the road.

I saw a long queue of ten people at the end of the road slowly approaching.

Behind him was the white wings folded up and holding a spear close to two meters in his hand, marching on the road with neat steps.

These male angel soldiers raised their feet at the same time and then fell down at the same time. They said nothing while walking, like humanoid machines advancing.

But Binghua could clearly see the pride under the helmets of these angel soldiers. There were still scratches on their armor that had not been repaired, and some had even blood stains on the spears in their hands that had not been wiped off.

After a few minutes, Shahua saw the soldier holding a spear, and she murmured softly.

"These are all the first generation of super warriors, and there are so many."

"Little girl, are you interested in this?"

Binghua just murmured, and the silver-haired angel beside him asked with a little interest.

Binghua didn't speak anymore. She still understood the truth that too much would lead to mistakes. She couldn't tell herself that she was observing the strength of the male angel army and preparing to improve the social status of female angels in the future.

The silver-haired angel smiled indifferently and introduced himself.

"I'm going to introduce myself, my name is Hexi."

Seeing that the other party introduced himself, Binghua said his name and continued to observe the passing angel army.

Each of the angel soldiers exuded a battlefield-standing atmosphere, which was completely beyond the reach of her two parallel brothers who were also the first generation of super warriors.

"Binghua, this is my name."

After saying that, Binghua continued to frown slightly and looked at the male angel soldier passing by. She had not even seen a female angel soldier in the army for so long.

"This is just the first generation of super warriors equipped with special alloy weapons, just ordinary soldiers of the Angel Legion. What we have to go through next is the Guards of the Angel King, who are the elite."

Hexi, who was standing beside him, saw that the young female angel who had just known the name was so interested in the Angel Legion, and he felt it was very interesting and asked to popularize it.

"Sister, is the Imperial Guard very different from the ordinary Angel Legion?"

Binghua called out at the right time and immediately pulled the two of them apart. You can tell from Hexi's face of enjoyment.

"The members of the Angel Legion Guard are all second-generation super warriors, and generally have a body of steel. Ordinary weapons have little effect on them. Only weapons that destroy super genes can cause the greatest damage to them."

"What? You guy, you are interested in these materials."

Hexi asked with a smile on his face, looking at Binghua, who was only her shoulders tall.

"No, I'm just curious, curious."

Binghua didn't know how to explain, so he tried to get away with it. Hexi saw that Binghua was unwilling to say it, and he didn't force it.

At this time, the Angel Legion soldiers holding the spear finally came over, and the male angel warrior who did not wear a helmet and had an armor on his body was obviously simpler than the previous soldiers.

These angel warriors are the guards of the Angel King. Apart from the bright silver chain mail, they only wore a one-shoulder light armor and a war skirt. At the same time, they held the hilt of the sword inserted at the waist in their hands, walked past Binghua with his head held high and his chest raised.

As more and more male angel soldiers passed by, Binghua discovered that none of them looked ugly.

Even the muscular angel warrior has white skin and shiny hair, and a uniform tall and handsome man.

Finally the highlight came, even Hexi, who had been popularizing Binghua science just now, shut up because he was surrounded by the Angel Guards.

A floating boat made of gold and brown was slowly advancing, and a tall and handsome middle-aged man sat on a black throne above the boat.

His eyes were calm and unwavering, like a god above looking down at the mortals around him, and his hair, which looked like a lion's mane, made him look extremely majestic, sitting on the throne.

He is Hua Que, the king of angels, the current main god of the angels, and the indisputable king of angels.
Chapter completed!